This was originally a prompt I got on tumblr, but now I'm (hopefully) going to finish here.

italics = dreams

Things have started to settle down. The disease from the grounders was completely gone, the grounders seemed to have backed off, and the camp was somewhat peaceful for now. Clarke slept soundly in her tent, usually plagued by nightmares, but tonight it was an actual dream.

Clark sat by the river sketching out another detailed drawing of the gorgeous scenery the earth provided. She enjoyed the pleasant breeze and the peaceful sound of the crystal clear water. When she finished drawing, she set down her things and leaned back and closed her eyes, enjoying the warmth of the sun. She was for the first time, in a very long time, at peace.

However it was short lived. As soon as she felt completely relaxed, she felt somebody's hands grab her from behind. Her eyes jot open and before she could scream or turn around, she was thrown into the river. Moments later she bobbed her head out of the water and only saw a playful Bellamy sitting at the waters edge grinning.

"Bellamy! What the hell was that for?!" she said as moved closer to him.

"It was the perfect opportunity to get the perfect, clean princess, dirty for once in her life." He teased as he used his foot to slash water in Clarke's already angry face. She played it off letting him think she gave up, but when she got close to him, she splashed a full wave of water in his face, making him close his eyes. When he opened them, he stood up taking off his shirt and shoes. She had to admit, even in a dream he looked gorgeous.

"Alright you asked for it!" he said as he jumped in after her. She tried to swim through the water to get away from him but he caught up very quickly and grabbed her arm and turned her around. He looked at her with his warm brown eyes and a smiling face. He then pressed his lips to hers gently and stared to walk her over to the side of the river. His light kisses turned into deeper ones and Clarke wrapped her arms around his neck. -This whole thing felt right to her. She loved it. When she was with him she felt young and free.- When they both broke for air he started trailing kisses down her neck and he then took off her already soaking wet shirt and started to move his hands down to her jeans and—

Clark shot out of bed her eyes wide and breathing heavily. 'did i just dream about Bellamy and me? together?' she thought to herself as she wiped the sweat from her forehead. Clarke knew she had to push this dream out of her head. It didn't mean anything. Did it? No it couldn't have. Her and Bellamy were just friends— not even more like people with an understanding. He would never have feelings for her. Why should she waste her time?

She started to hear people wake up and leave their tents and she knew it was time to start the day. She got up, put her jacket on and walked out of her tent, hoping she didn't have to see Bellamy today.

Clarke made her way over to the small, growing fire that was just made by Miller. Two others were handing out the daily rations to the ones awake. She walked over and picked up her ration, having a friendly conversation with one of the guys there as well. When he handed Clarke her ration, it slipped out of her hands. She bent down, picked it up, and quickly stood up again and turned to walk to the med tent.

She turned around too fast to even notice the person standing behind her. The one person she was hoping to avoid. She bumped into him so fast she immediately said "Oh, I'm sorry" but stopped mid sentence when she saw him, her eyes going wide and her face becoming a bright shade of pink. 'forgetting about it is going to be a lot harder than planned' she thought to herself.

"Good morning princess." He said smiling, "How did you sleep last night? Any good dreams?" He said in a friendly tone, obviously trying to make a normal conversation, not knowing he asked the wrong question.

"I… uh.. um… well… busy… so… okay bye.." She mumbled, her face going from pink to red. When she looked at his face, all she thought was the dream, and how he made her feel in it. Her heart was beating so fast she did whatever came to mind, run. She quickly looked down hiding her face with her hair and walked quickly with her rations, away from a very confused Bellamy, to the med tent, closing the curtain behind her. After confirming of nobody in the tent, she let out a deep sigh and a groan.

"What am I doing. How could I have feelings for him?! He's so selfish and destructive! But he's so caring and sweet underneath all of that! I hate him, but I want him more. And I hate myself for wanting him!" She thought out loud pacing back and forth.

"Is somebody talking about my brother?" Octavia said walking out of the storage area with a smirk on her face. Clarke jumped in surprise and turned around quickly.

"Octavia! Oh no I didn't know anybody was in here.. and to answer your question.. maybe?" She said the last word in a quiet whisper then slowly sat on the floor and letting out a groan. "Please don't be mad at me that I have feelings for you brother.."

"Mad? Are you kidding me?! I've had to watch your tension between each other for weeks now! Finally one of you has admitted it." She said sitting next to her. "Tell me what made you finally realize?"

Clarke spent the next 20 minutes explaining to her the dream, trying to leave out the gross details. "I don't know. He makes me feel like I'm alive. He helps me forget that we are in this whole mess. I've never felt this way about anybody in my life.." She said, slightly relieved to confess her feelings. "Wait. Please don't tell Bellamy I told you any of this."

"Umm yeah sure.." Octavia said with her fingers crossed behind her back. "How about this, I won't tell him if you do. Because he has feelings for you too, and would love to hear what you just told me from you." She said smiling and returned to the storage closet.

Clarke smiled and thought about if she should even tell Bellamy, if so when and where, what would he say. What she did know is that she had feelings for him. Strong ones. What she didn't know is that Bellamy followed her to the med tent to see if she was okay, but instead heard the whole conversation. He sat right outside smiling, wondering if she would tell him, when and where. He knew what he was going to say he had feelings for her. And they were strong ones as well.